I try to hope, and hope for the best,
I do,
Truly —
But it’s fairer to say at my behest,
I am a misanthrope,
Surely —
I have tried to wind in my inner cynic-ness,
With the practice of gratitude, prayer and trust,
But out of my mouth comes doubt, cruelly —
May 22
May 22, 2026 at 11:07 PM UTC
I try to hope, and hope for the best,
I do,
Truly —
But it’s fairer to say at my behest,
I am a misanthrope,
Surely —
I have tried to wind in my inner cynic-ness,
With the practice of gratitude, prayer and trust,
But out of my mouth comes doubt, cruelly —
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